Zhang Wenchang heard the shouts of killing Zhentian inside, and it was obvious that they were fighting fiercely with the Yin soldiers.
But no one was afraid at all, and everyone was scrambling to rush inside.
Zhang Wenchang glanced at the little Taoist priest that Ye Fan had transformed into. He was following Fatty Duan and hesitated to rush in. It was obvious that he wanted to fish in troubled waters and see if he could take advantage.
Zhang Wenchang's figure was like lightning, rushing into the underground palace.
There are too many Yin soldiers in this underground palace, and the sound of killing is loud.
Zhang Wenchang's Thunder Emperor's Treasure Technique played a huge role. At this moment, when his mind moved, thunder flashed all over his body, like a protective shield, protecting him.
The densely packed Yin soldiers were turned into ashes by the astonishing lightning bolts before they even got close to him.
Zhang Wenchang's Thunder Emperor's Treasure Technique naturally restrains ghosts and monsters such as Yin Soldiers. Coupled with his targeted attacks, it appears to be extremely powerful.
He waved his hand gently, and a flash of lightning flashed, and the swarms of Yin soldiers were turned into fly ash, one large area at a time.
Zhang Wenchang is just like taking a walk in this underground palace. When all the Yin soldiers approach him, they will automatically be attacked by thunder.
Zhang Wenchang's terrifying thunder is very eye-catching. Although he doesn't want to be high-profile, with so many eyes watching, you can tell who is stronger and who is weaker at a glance.
Zhang Wenchang walked forward and saw countless corpses of Yin soldiers and practitioners. Those powerful geniuses rushed to the front.
Although many practitioners died unexpectedly, this did not stop others. They did not flinch and worked hard to move forward.
It took a full hour for all the Yin soldiers in the palace to be killed, and the ground was bright red. It was the mud formed by the mixture of flesh and blood. It was too horrible to see.
Zhang Wenchang's two Taoist gods, one wearing a black armor and the other wearing a golden armor, followed them in unhurriedly without rushing to the front line.
These two battle armors were obtained by the Taoist gods of the Turtle Snake Lotus Lantern when they went to snatch the remains of the ancient Holy Body from the small world of the Green Dragon King.
After Zhang Wenchang sacrificed them repeatedly, he changed their shapes and covered them up to prevent others from recognizing them.
The task Zhang Wenchang gave them was to act according to the circumstances.
Occasionally, some fish that slipped through the net fell behind and attacked Zhang Wenchang's Taoist gods, but were slapped to death by them.
Zhang Wenchang quickened his pace and caught up with the unparalleled geniuses who were rushing ahead.
He observed the palaces around him. These palaces were extremely large in scale, with thick stone pillars hundreds of meters high. Some of them looked crystal clear, and they looked like they were made of fine jade.
Soon there were roars from the front, the sounds of fierce fighting, and the sounds of human screams.
Zhang Wenchang looked forward and saw a group of Yin soldiers. These Yin soldiers looked very strange.
Although they have no weapons, their bodies are covered with scales and their hands have long claws.
It can be said that the scales are their armor and the claws are their attack weapons.
If some practitioners are accidentally caught, the extremely sharp claws will tear them apart in an instant.
Some who react quickly will have their arms or legs torn off. Once their heads are caught, it will be terrible, with red and white mixed together.
There are also some masters who are faster, but they are also scratched.
Their claws seem to contain corpse poison. As long as they are scratched, they will immediately turn black and black, and black pus and blood will flow out, which is very oozing.
This place is like a ghost den, with countless such yin soldiers rushing out from here and rushing towards these monks.
Zhang Wenchang saw the Holy Son of Yaoguang displaying great power.
I saw the Holy Son of Fluctuating Light, whose whole body was filled with bright holy light, burning like a furnace. He was like a little sun, emitting scorching brilliance outwards.
She casually cast the Holy Light Technique, and these scaly Yin soldiers were like ice and snow encountering flames. They were burned into ashes amidst the screams.
At this time, a huge Yin soldier suddenly ran out.
This giant, more than 20 meters tall, has grown flesh and blood.
His aura was very powerful, and with a huge ax in his hand, he struck at the Golden Winged Peng King.
The golden-winged Xiaopeng King snorted coldly and waved the Great Wild Halberd, like a black lightning.
With a pop, half of the giant's body was cut off.
His blood steamed instantly, and was all swallowed up by the great wild halberd, and the divine essence in his body was also swallowed up.
The Great Wild Halberd of the Golden Winged Peng King has long been sacrificed and turned into a demonic weapon, and devouring flesh and blood has become his instinct.
Suddenly a shrill cry came out, and a black light rushed out from a huge palace, like a bolt of lightning, and rushed towards Zhang Wenchang.
This is a behemoth six meters long, with sharp claws more than half a meter long. It looks like a big black pig, but its body is covered with scales.
His muscles are strong and powerful, and his teeth are like blades, shining with cold light.
Zhang Wenchang punched out, and a golden fist flew out, beating the black pig to pieces.
It turned into a pool of dirty blood, and at the same time a strong yin energy emitted.
As soon as the purple thunder flew out, with a sizzling sound, it was completely turned into fly ash, not even the Yin Qi was left.
This kind of ghost can produce blood, and it must be sealed here for at least 20,000 years before it can be born. I don’t know whether these monsters were sealed here 20,000 years ago, or were brought here and sealed here.
Some people had disheveled hair, some were missing arms and legs, and they all had a bit of a mental breakdown, cursing and running outside.
Obviously, most of them are casual cultivators who wanted to try their luck here, but they didn't catch anything and almost died here.
The practice world of Beidou is so cruel. In the face of danger, anyone may die, and everything needs to be fought for and snatched.
The vast swaths of dark soldiers and ghosts here were quickly consumed by the attacks of these geniuses.
Zhang Wenchang followed the large army and passed through palaces one after another.
He won't take action if he can. If no monster attacks him, he won't take the initiative.
Rumble.
There was the sound of rushing rivers ahead.
Zhang Wenchang looked there and saw a big yellow river with turbulent yellow water flowing through it. It was a special yellow color that made people feel palpitating.
And the river water exudes that putrid smell. If you accidentally smell it, it will directly smell into the human soul. It feels like the soul is being polluted and about to rot. Although it is just an illusion, it also makes the person who smells it.
Frowning.
Zhang Wenchang temporarily blocked his sense of smell. The strange smell of the river water was too unpleasant.
The golden-winged Xiaopeng King, the Yaoguang Holy Son, the divine body of the Jiang family, Ji Haoyue, the Zifu Holy Son, the Wanchu Holy Son, and other young geniuses are fighting crazily in front.
